Life

I am sunrise, And blue sky of morn For this I was born. I am noonday, And the sunlight warm, For this I was born. I am afternoon, When the cooling comes For this I was born. I am evening, And flaming sunset sky For this I was born. I am the night, And need not the moon, For I have the Son. 12/30/2022
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June 29, 2023 at 10:30 AM
Quite an impressive write with a series of metaphors that lead to a spiritual, faith based end. Very well composed. Best wishes, Brian
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